Thi is one thing I do.
I like questions because I don't have to think of answers I just tell the truth . I go to schools, jails ,woman in transition from jail to to freedom, Babies having babies,troubled kids schools and boy and Girls juvenile holding institutions. I speak to these people and kids of Alcoholism,drug abuse,and the consequences, being physical mental or spiritual .
I talk about trauma and trouble I have caused through my live to others or myself , my state of mind from early or latter PTSD , booze or drug abuse,which would spiral out of control until I was left in a state of contemptuous living with AIDS, Hepatitis-C and one busted up body in constant pain of body and mind . Pew that is a mouth full.
I try to share what happened in my life so they may find a better life by seeking out help for them-self or just not taking the road that I took.
I would explain to them how I destroyed the people around me that I loved without even knowing it or saying I'm not hurting you just let me live my life and leave me alone. Everyone in my family was always telling me what to do , I was the youngest of 5 kids.
I would speak of how I was influenced by the years I grew up in, the patriotism, altruism, chivalry and honor I was taught and believed in and yet at the same time seeing and taking part in some of the rebellious things that were happening around me, being Sex, Booze, Drugs and Rock an Roll, the Viet Nam era and desertion by fellow countrymen. I would never desert my countrymen.
I,d start telling a story of what kind of antics my friends and I would do for fun. Some of these antics were federal offenses then and now but as kids we hardly ever got caught or thought of the consequences. I'd talk of how my drinking and drug use was already out of control before I got out of school but I didn't care,every one was doing the same . My Army stories would catch more of there attention and then my major car wreck on my 21st birthday, how I met the love of my life while is was recuperating from that brush with death.
Then the story would start to change. I got busted for 3 federal offenses,went to prison and had my 22nd birthday , how my love and I got back together and were then separated by the Army , then how the next thing I new she had been raped then murdered . From there on I changed till I would spiral in and out of control till all control was lost. ext,ext .
By the time I was done speaking most all boy, girl, woman or man would have a strange look in there eyes, how, why, or worse.
Doing this I wouldn't hold back anything, they could see the raw emotions pure out of me. I would be drained every time I did this, even today.
Many people in any of these different types of audiences would thank me for speaking, ask for help for them-self or there parents, but this one girl a junior in high school said to me ( many have come hear to speak with us. Doctors, Police, Lawyers even Judges. we never listened.)
This little lady looked me straight in the eyes and said (I heard every word you said) she hugged me then turned away still deep in thought.
I do this still today because I was teaching classes in the Army, I can still teach. This is just a different class, one I have lived. If I can save one I have done well. I also do this because it helps me, even if just a little bit each time.
well I think I answered your Q GramaHerk .
I'm done thats for sure.:dontknow::crazy::wall::rolleyes:
This is a lot of work, this proper gammer stuff.
I have been taught , when all else fails help some else. that act helps you.
Beatle Bailey